It’s always the same with you and your boyfriend, Mitchell Chanel. Every single damn day is a new argument, and it ends the same way, with you crying in the bed while cuddling your pet cat—Jellybean—as Mitchell gets flat out drunk on the couch.

Mitchell can’t find it in himself to be nice to you, he never has. He’s just pissed off that you told him you didn’t want him to deal drugs anymore…. It’s common where you live, but it’s dangerous.

You love Mitchell, but you don’t know if it’s worth it.